The brain capacity of the barbarians was stuffed with muscles. Whenever they went to the market, it was a feast for those hyenas-like merchants.

A large number of barbarians poured into the trading square. In the eyes of merchants, they were the moving silver tale.

Most barbarians trade with familiar merchants. Only some strange young faces can gather a large number of enthusiastic merchants like salesmen.

Sales, sells, barter, the sound of Yintale's "swinging" into the bag, the hidden laughter of merchants, and the honest laughter of barbarians... These things gather together, bringing infinite vitality to the city.

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A remote corner seems to be isolated from the joy of the city, and it seems out of place.

The tanned russet boots made a "double" footsteps on the bluestone floor. On the slightly bald forehead, large beads of soybean-like sweat beads could not be wiped clean.

His eyes walked back and forth with the owner, constantly looking towards the corner of the street, as if he was waiting for someone.

The palms and backs of hands were constantly slapped anxiously, and it seemed that the middle-aged man was in a bad mood.

His tongue was bitter, and he licked his mouth full of bubbles, and he retracted his mouth in discomfort. Kruff felt his throat was like lime powder, and his hoarse voice made his facial features feel uncomfortable: "Why haven't you come yet? You haven't come yet!!" It was like a husband waiting outside the delivery room, Kruff was sweating in a hurry, his lips were dry, like two dry sausages.

The family industry, as if it was shaky, Kruff was worthy of being a self-made man, immediately gave up all his interests and cashed out. He was preparing to make a big profit in this barbarian market.

Through various relationship channels, Kroof contacted the leader of a large tribe and prepared to trade with the other party. But until almost noon, the agreed counter still did not appear, making him look like an ant on a hot pan.

The headman did not come, but saw a figure that looked like his daughter.

Crove was anxious and shouted at the back of the man wearing simple clothes from a distance: "Kodel, is it you?"

The figure turned around and it was his daughter.

When Kodaier saw his father's appearance, he was shocked and trotted over: "Father, what's wrong with you?" His father looked embarrassed, like a gambler who stayed up late, his eyes were a little red. His mouth was full of bubbles, which made Kodaier feel very distressed when he looked at it.

Kruff looked at his daughter, his voice filled with the majesty of his elders: "Why are you here? Didn't you ask you to go to your uncle's house?" As he said that, Kruff looked at Rick next to him, and frowned inadvertently: "Who is he?" He was anxious and made Kruff lose the demeanor of the big family, just like a father who caught his daughter and secretly dated, his tone was a bit smelly of gunpowder.

Seeing that his father's tone was bad, Kodell knew that he must be anxious about business matters. He immediately explained to Rick: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Rick, my father..." His fear and fear made Croof, who was a little unreasonable, suddenly become angry.

"I told you a long time ago that you are not allowed to make friends with the opposite sex too early. Have you forgotten?" After all, Kruff is an adult. Even if he is anxious and gets angry, he swallows the "mud legs" that have reached his mouth.

Cordell was also anxious. Rick was a mysterious wizard. Who knew if the other party would curse him because his father was rude.

"Oh, you are so fast, nephew! I almost lost my heart!!" The old ghost came to Rick with a complaint.

Kroof was teaching his daughter a lesson, but when he saw the old man talking rudely, he immediately became even more displeased and pulled his daughter aside.

His eyes accidentally passed over the old man's face, and Kruff suddenly stopped. He walked slowly to the old ghost. Kruff looked at the old ghost carefully like he was admiring antiques: "You... are your name Suchaharcan?" Kruff's voice was a little uncertain. His memory was too long, but the other party's iconic fat silkworm eyebrows were impressive.

When the old ghost met an acquaintance, although he had no impression of Croof at all, his face was still covered with honey and smiled enthusiastically: "Yes, when people are old, they have lost their memory. Where have we seen it?"

When Kruff saw the old ghost admit it, he didn't say anything, and he punched the old ghost in the face with a fierce punch.

The old ghost said "Ouch", covering his eyes, looking puzzled.

"Why are you hitting me?"

"You slept with my mother."

"Your mother is..."

"A widow in Daoxiang Village."

The old ghost tried hard to recall for a while, but he didn't remember the name of the widow, but she did seem to have a son who was probably not old. I remember that the other party raised his fist and said he wanted to hit him.

"So it's you, little devil, your mother is now..."

"bump"

Another punch, Croof, who had red eyes, wrestled with the old ghost.

"Oh, why do you always greet my crotch?"

Croof didn't speak and buryed his head. It seemed that the memories of childhood were not very beautiful.

Kodair was going crazy, her father was like a scoundrel, twisting her with the old guy, making her lose all face.

Rick smiled and stepped forward to pull the two away.

The old ghost's face was bruised and swollen, and his old face swelled up like a face. Kruff was also embarrassed, with dust and paper everywhere on his clothes.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes and pointed their fingers at the wheat.

Kruff rolled up his sleeves, and seemed not ready to give up. The childhood nightmare is finally about to end today.

"Mr. Kroof, what's wrong with you?" The thick and deep voice was like a wooden stick stirring. It was obviously wild, but he had to bring some of the mercy of the merchants in Tongbancheng, which seemed very inconsistent.

It felt like a farmer who could not hide the mud smell on his body when he was wearing luxurious clothes.

The person who came was wearing a tight luxury outfit, as if he was put on a large chimpanzee. The slightly tight luxury outfit hem exposed two thick calves like cement pillars.

Under the inconsistent sleeves, you can see a large piece of black, curly long hair on your wrist. Your shoulders were shrinking hard, and still moaning continuously, as if you were about to burst out this expensive luxury outfit in the next moment.

He tried hard to pull the cuffs that exposed the fine needle and thread. The visitor bent over pretending to be elegant, but a dull sound of "Zi La" sound came from his waist. The slutty clothing finally couldn't bear his "elegant" movement, and a ugly gap was cracked, making his face red.

When Kruff saw the person coming, his expression suddenly became enthusiastic, and even his childhood nightmare was still on the side: "Oh, you are finally here, I have been waiting for a long time."
Chapter completed!